The Learned Man

There's a man
 On a hillside
 Overlooking
 The western sea
 As I asked him
 One simple question
 He looked away from me
 Now, he was old
 And lived the learned life
 This man knew more
 And most men will
 I still I asked him
 The same question
 He retained his silence still
 I stood the gazing at the trees and the ocean
 Wondering why he wouldn't speak
 Then it came to me in one quick motion
 And I apologize for interrupting his piece
 I walked away thanking him inside
 For answering my questions and saving my pride
 He'd answered me the only way he could
 The time had taught him much the man and so he understood
 Now I know the lesson by the sea
 I must have an answer if the only one to ask is me